Death and Tears: 9/11 Memorial Museum
The night before we were scheduled to visit the 9/11 Museum in New York last summer, we received a devastating news that Bob, my father-in-law, had passed away. Keith took the earliest flight to California to be with his family. The kids and I stayed in New York City, following my brother-in-law’s advise to continue our vacation.
The September 11 Memorial Museum was not the most appropriate place to visit, especially after the death of a loved one. But since we had already bought the tickets months in advance, we decided to stick with our scheduled itinerary. We arrived at the museum, eyes still swollen from crying all night. It took us a while to get the courage to begin the tour, knowing the stories we were about to deal with concerned death. We sat for an hour at the cafe on the top floor, still in disbelief that Bob was gone.
All of the events that took place on September 11 were completely presented. Not a tiny detail was spared surrounding the event. Everything— from the recorded voice messages of the victims to their loved ones saying their goodbyes to the difficult-to-watch videos of people falling from the tower—were all shown to the public. Everyone had tears in their eyes.
Joshua was only 3 years old and Jude was not even born yet on September 11, 2001 but what they witnessed inside the memorial museum was something they will never forget.
“No day shall erase you from the memory of time”- Virgil